In Natter:
ita ::wiggles pinkie at Shawn::
bon bon runs from lethal digit
Buffy ,'Empty Places'
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In Natter:
ita ::wiggles pinkie at Shawn::
bon bon runs from lethal digit
Kat: I admit it. I'm a yarn ho.
KristinT: picturing pimp daddy covered in brightly-colored knit-wear, a big cross-stich hoop around his neck, a bobbin on his index finger, and a curved crochet needle through one ear
Erika in Bitches: I have avoided crazy family bullshit for one year. (Well, uh, unless Mom and I have "Clash of The Titans" again. This Easter, all the homicidal urges will be focused at the TV, as God intended.)
Curses on you, wee Ginger.
Aw, you guys...
Damn it! This is what happens when I do a cat food run; others COMM my internet wife's cool quotes.
A demonstration of why I love Buffistas so very much:
Ginger:
I like capers too, but when cleaning out the refrigerator, I'm always faced with the age-old question: can capers go bad? A jar lasts me a looong time. I'm also still trying to answer the questions "Does catsup go bad?" and "Is it safer to open the mysterious tupperware container in the back or to just leave it there?"
tommyrot:
In 6th grade I did a science experiment that involved cooking up some Knox (unflavored Jello) and putting it in a container with plastic on it so bacteria could grow on it. I set my experiment on a shelf (so bacteria could grow at room temperature)... and forgot about it.
The last day of school our teacher made us clean stuff. Someone else discovered my Knox experiment. They removed the plastic. Everyone in the area was horrified by the smell.
I was nowhere near. In fact, I was off by myself, laughing my ass off.
I was an evil boy, I tells ya.
Gus:
If Sir Alexander Fleming had had this attitude, penicillin would still be a mystery to us. (Oooh! Alt-history plot bunny!)
Of course, if Tupperware and 'fridges had been around in the 19th century...
P.M. Marcontell:
I'm also still trying to answer the questions "Does catsup go bad?"
No, because it starts that way.
tommyrot:
If television had been around during the Spanish Inquisition, there would have been some interesting reality programs.
Matt the Bruins Fan: This is like the home of my fireman friend in Mississippi, which is effectively a hunting lodge waaaaaaaay deep in the woods by a lake. I swear I hear that "pha-pha-pha" score from Friday the 13th every time I drive over there.
billytea: Matt, get yourself some new driving music. Seriously.
I love the pure anarchy of this. Steph L in Bitches, context be damned:
Don't try to herd jelly. Nail it to a tree, instead.
In Bitches, not so long ago:
Jilli
This morning, the carpool partner accidentally inhaled a bug. He made the obligatory post in LJ about it, and I posted a comment that I was gonna start calling him Renfield.
Now, the carpool partner is a nice-enough guy, but THE walking, breathing stereotypical gamer/fandom geek in that he must be pedantic about everything. His reply to my post: If I remember correctly Renfield didn't eat the bugs, he used them to attract spiders. Which he used to attract birds and was theortically working his way up to humans which he would eat. It was some form of dietary Great Chain of Being that he was working on. So, you can call me Renfield but you run the risk of being incorrect in yor labeling of me.
Silly man! Google gives me the etext of Dracula, and allows me to paste an excerpt about Renfield's bug-eating in chapter six into an LJ comment.
Trudy
I believe the correct response is. "OK, Renfield"